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What?

Flame yawns, but he makes no protest as he stumbles from the sofa. His lids remain closed as he walks out. Molly tries to shove Scar out of the way so she can get inside. Flame puts a hand on her pink head, pushes her back, and shuts the door behind him.

No. No.

Don't be alone with him.

I can never be alone with Hawk. That’s the only promise I’ve been keeping all this time.

What on earth is wrong with him?

After fifteen years, not only he touched me, but he also forced us to be alone.

Hawk flings my captured wrist behind my back, imprisons it there and uses the motion to pull me flush against him.

I gasp as my free hand lands on his rock hard shoulder.

Hot breaths tickle my ear as Hawk leans in to whisper, “You owe me a debt and it’s time to pay, Hellion.”